"Grandpa, Grandpa, Ah Qing is back!"
Upon entering the village, Da An ran all the way to the bright ancestral hall and shouted loudly.
"What, Ah Qing is back?"
"Is Ah Qing okay?!"
"You brat, are you sure you didn't see wrong?"
As soon as these words were heard, a commotion instantly stirred inside the ancestral hall, and many villagers ran out.
"How could I possibly see wrong? Look, isn't that Ah Qing!"
Da An, displeased, pointed and shouted towards the back.
Following the direction of his finger, everyone looked and saw a person slowly walking over. Under the bright moonlight, the features of the brows and eyes were faintly discernible — who else could it be but Lu Qing?
"It really is Ah Qing!"
The villagers were extremely surprised.
"Sorry for making everyone worry."
Lu Qing arrived in front of the ancestral hall and bowed gently to the villagers.
"It's good that you're back, good that you're back," Grandpa Zhang said, very relieved.
